The Explanation Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Call me too critical
And punish the moon
Set the table for the dogs

Hide behind sunglasses worn indoors
Blasphemy hurled on the behalf of dinner guests

I would not divorce myself from writing and speech
Communication failure
Am I to blame?

Losing my way and saying goodbye
Held aloft drunkenly in a Chinese restaurant

The tongue slaps the b itch
Who refused to be quiet
I hope she takes that insult to the grave

I would not restrain the truth
Behind respect for seniority or position
You don't understand me
I am not to blame